Flying Friends…

Flying Friends…

I fondly call the Birds as my Dear friends. In my loneliness, in my solitude, I feel Birds as my real companions. My little friends who are winged creatures are undoubtedly more powerful than me. The Reason is they can fly but I can’t fly. Human beings also fly but by sitting in the Aeroplanes, helicopters or rockets or other flying vehicles. Till date human race can’t move from place to place by flying with their own body or wings. I used to watch the little wonderful creatures of God by sitting in my chair in front of my writing table. Then I decided to catch their attention towards me and wanted to make me as their friend. I began to supply their sole food grains daily both in the Mornings and In the Evenings. Really the expected wonder happened. The little birds noticed the scattered grains in my garden and became the regular visitor to my house and garden. They even began to watch me also and began to wait for my arrival to the garden with a cup full of grains. In the beginning due to some hesitation and fear they did sudden move on seeing me in the garden even though they knew fully that I was there only for supply of their food.

Picture Credit: Sivarama V Iyer

After some Months, they dropped their idea of flying away on seeing me instead tried keeping themselves behind the trees of my garden. As soon as I left the place spreading the grains in my garden, they rushed speedily to the spot and tried to grasp the grain as far as possible of their beak. My friends don’t belong to one community or type only. So many types of birds became my friends and began to engage my time highly interestingly and joyfully. They used to talk among themselves but I could not comprehend their language. But I used to talk with them in Hindi.

The most Tiny size, the most finest size friend who is sparrow only tried to take advantage over my love by trying always to sit in the window of the room through which I used to watch them. Even some sparrows entered into my room itself and began to watch me by sitting on the ceiling fan and tube light. The other friends really got suspicious over the bold move of the sparrows. Among them I could Definitely say that the sparrows were the Happiest birds and the Pigeons were the most Sorrowful birds. I began to do research over the white and the Blue Pigeons by watching them particularly.

My Maid Servant told me one very big truth about the Pigeon’s food habits one day. My servant maid told me that “Juwar” grain is the highly favourite grain of the Pigeons and Pigeons don’t relish with full heart the “Bajra and Rice”. “Bajra and Rice” are the favourites of the Sparrows, Cuckoos, Mainahs, Crows and Some Jungli birds who come in the gathering of at least Twenties always for eating. Then I really purchased “Juwar” and spread “Juwar” for the Pigeons. All these attempts I really did to make and see the Pigeons(Big and the Young Ones) happy and carefree.

I took almost all the possible steps for the happy face and flying of my gardens Pigeons.
One day Two Blue Pigeons entered into my reading room via window and on the tube light first and then moved into the loft of that room. They began to watch me continuously and seriously from that loft and I surely knew that they were demanding my permission for their stay in my Study room’s loft. So at last on that day I came to know of the reason for the Sorrowful face of the pigeons.The reason was Lack of Accommodation!